Chapter 76 Chapter 76 Brother, just Brother, okay...
Ji Chu suspected that he had heard it wrong.
If the first time Senior Brother asked, his tone was somewhat cold and questioning, the second time, it was like... like...
She couldn't help biting her lower lip again, and said insincerely:
“No…no…”
The senior brother glanced at her sideways, his eyes gleaming with a light brighter than the stars and the moon:
"Stop biting and talk nicely."
Ji Chu pursed his lips.
She changed her words:
"You look really good, Senior Brother."
Meng Yuci seemed a little surprised. Facing Ji Chu's "broken jar" and "hard" expression, a smile appeared in his eyes, but his expression was still restrained. That faint smile fell to the ground as lightly as the snow in early spring, and a thin layer of mist accumulated in front of Ji Chu's eyes.
She moved her wrist again, becoming more confident:
"I don't know how to heal my wounds, Senior Brother, please teach me."
“…”
Meng Yuci breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll teach you."
He held Ji Chu's wrist and gently pressed it on his shoulder. He recited a spell and asked her:
"Remember?"
Ji Chu didn't dare to use more force this time. He only placed his five fingers lightly on his brother's shoulders. He silently repeated the formula his brother had recited in his mind, and then nodded:
"I remember."
Only then did Meng Yuci let go.
He felt a soft and light touch on his shoulder, sliding down along his wound like a dragonfly skimming the water. Thin spiritual power flowed like a trickle along his skin and into his meridians.
This wound actually doesn't hurt him.
On the contrary, Ji Chu's cautious movements made him feel itchy.
It was like a feather gently brushing across his skin, even along his meridians to his heart, touching him lightly, bit by bit, yet so distant that it was difficult to reach the root.
She gradually relaxed, no longer standing stiffly as she did at the beginning, and there was almost a distance of two people between her and him.
At this moment, she lowered her head slightly, and a few strands of hair fell on his shoulders. As she lowered her head, they bent and suddenly fell down, falling into his open collar and carelessly sweeping across his chest.
Meng Yuci's breathing stagnated, and all that was left in front of him was a strand of soft and smooth hair, which was particularly conspicuous against the backdrop of her snow-white skin and clothes.
Ji Chu was completely unaware that she was concentrating on calling upon her spiritual power, and her breath was faintly noticeable in the crook of his neck, yet hard to ignore.
Meng Yuci didn't dare to move, as if a vigilant and sensitive butterfly had landed on her shoulder, and the slightest movement would scare her away and never come back.
He used the corner of his eye to trace her eyebrows and eyes, looking at her drooping and slightly upturned eyelashes, her black and bright eyes staring intently at one place, and all of her pretty and lively facial features were in his heart.
The loose strands of hair fell by her ear, swaying slightly.
His eyes unconsciously moved to her lips, where a little blood appeared again.
He suddenly turned around and faced Ji Chu.
Ji Chu's hand, which was healing his wound, fell empty, and he subconsciously looked up:
"What's wrong, brother? Did I hurt you again——"
She paused.
Too close...
She was almost right next to her senior brother, but she didn't expect that he would turn around and be so close to her.
Their foreheads were almost touching, their noses were almost touching, their breathing was entangled, so close that they could even see the reflection in each other's eyes clearly.
She subconsciously stood up straight and stepped back, trying to increase the distance between them.
But the senior brother was quicker and grabbed her arm in time, holding her in place.
When she stood, she was only slightly taller than her senior brother, but this slight advantage did not make her feel at ease.
The top-down angle made the senior brother's vision no longer clear, and an indescribable emotion flashed in his eyes, which were blocked by long eyelashes.
The five fingers holding her arm were slender and strong, revealing a bit of strength hidden under the calmness at this moment.
She couldn't move at all and could only watch as her senior brother raised his hand and gently touched her face.
A cool feeling on my lips.
The soft fingertips wiped across the bloodstains on her lips, as if in slow motion, wiping from left to right little by little.
The senior brother's eyes were focused and pious, falling on her lips, as if he was staring at a god.
As my fingertips moved, they accidentally touched my upper lip, which was also slightly cool, soft, and a little itchy.
Ji Chu forgot to speak for a moment, opened his eyes wide, slightly opened his lips according to his force, and let him wipe the blood off his lips.
She just stared blankly at her senior brother, taking in his delicate eyebrows, high nose bridge, and breathtakingly beautiful appearance that seemed like the most perfect creation in the world. She didn't know whether she was seduced by his appearance and couldn't move, or because her senior brother was holding her arm and so she couldn't dodge.
She doesn't know.
Many fragments of her past and present lives flashed through her mind uncontrollably.
One moment, in a past life, she stood in a corner, watching her senior brother approach from the other side of the sky, stepping on the morning mist, cold and silent, unattainable. She lowered her eyes and turned, and her senior brother walked past her, his clothes carrying a gust of cold wind.
A moment later it was this life again. Her senior brother stood in front of her, testing her swordsmanship with a stern face. Her favorite snacks and fruits were placed on the table, like the sweetest temptation.
…
Where did it all begin? Was it the smash on Xuanhe Peak, or the figure of her senior brother standing in front of her in Zhilu Hall?
At this moment, she realized very clearly that something had changed.
Starting to lose control.
"Ji Chu."
Meng Yuci finally spoke, his voice a little low:
"I……"
At this moment, Ji Chu's brain buzzed, and he raised his hands very quickly, covering the lower half of his senior brother's face with both hands, suppressing the words he had not yet said.
“Senior Brother!”
Facing Meng Yuci's surprised look, Ji Chu said seriously:
"Brother, please stop talking!"
Meng Yuci: "..."
He fell silent, letting Ji Chu cover his mouth and stare at her without blinking.
Although he was the one being covered, it seemed that Ji Chu was the one being controlled.
For the first time, she glared at him with a vicious expression, as if he was an unforgivable bastard who destroyed harmony.
Their eyes met.
Her whole body was trembling.
Meng Yuci relaxed the five fingers that were holding her arm a little, and then gently stroked it, as if to comfort her.
Through a layer of clothes, he could feel her tense muscles and rapidly beating blood vessels, all of which showed her nervousness.
He didn't try to speak again, but put his other hand on her back and patted it gently, looking at her with eyes as calm as water.
Ji Chu's breathing gradually calmed down.
She still didn't put her hand down.
"Brother, I want to be your junior sister. I only want to be your junior sister."
Her tone was not so much a plea as it was an arrogant one, relying on the fact that he would agree to anything, so she would just do whatever she wanted.
"Brother, it's just brother, okay?"
Hearing this, Meng Yuci slowly narrowed his eyes and looked at her.
Ji Chu's heart lifted a little bit under his gaze.
It's like a child desperately trying to keep the toy in his hand, and would rather put it away and never touch it again than see it damaged one day, and not allow others to even think about touching it.
So cowardly, yet so righteous.
When he looked at Ji Chu, Ji Chu was also looking at him.
She withdrew her hand, her heart in turmoil, but still holding a glimmer of hope.
She felt that her senior brother would understand what she meant.
She felt that her senior brother would agree to her.
The senior brother in this life will agree to anything she asks.
Ji Chu thought.
She gets along well with her senior brother in this life, but that doesn't mean there will be any other progress.
The senior brother was just used to having her around and taking care of her, and he mistakenly misunderstood the responsibility and friendship between senior brothers and sisters as something else.
This is normal.
She thought so and said so.
Meng Yuci remained silent throughout the whole process, just looking at her. He did not refute, but he did not agree either.
His gaze was like a deep spring, gradually cooling down as she spoke.
The more Ji Chu spoke, the more he felt he couldn't go on.
She finally shut up.
The senior brother who had been silent all this time glanced at her and asked calmly:
"Are you done?"
Ji Chu was silent.
Meng Yuci stood up and pulled his collar up. The wound on his neck had healed considerably, no longer bleeding, leaving only a faint red mark.
He straightened his clothes and said:
"Thank you, Junior Sister, for healing me."
He was already oppressive enough when he was sitting, but it was because of his deliberately restrained aura that Ji Chu felt relaxed.
When he stood up, he was tall and had long legs, looking very imposing. He no longer concealed his aggressiveness. He stood still, but his tall body was enough to cover Ji Chu's entire body in his shadow.
Ji Chu suddenly felt a fear that only arises when encountering danger.
She wanted to step back again.
But before he could move, his legs were nailed to the spot.
She didn't want to retreat like this, as retreating would mean falling behind.
Although she was afraid, she still mustered up her courage and looked up at her senior brother.
Meng Yuci looked down at her condescendingly.
When he wasn't smiling, there was no trace of gentleness or tenderness in his body. He looked just like the rumored unattainable, cold and taciturn first disciple of the Fu Yu Xian Sect.
Ji Chu knew from the beginning that his senior brother should be such a person. There was a huge distance between him and her, and they should not have such a harmonious time.
He has a cold temperament and carries the burden of the lives of the people and the expectations of his master on his back.
And it was because of this face that she joined the immortal sect from the very beginning.
He wasted his time in his previous life and never realized the truth.
Gradually drifting away from my senior brother, or perhaps never meeting him at all.
It was because she was greedy for this warmth, it was because she had delusions in her heart, and she tried to protect it after her rebirth, but she couldn't resist the temptation, which led to this series of incidents.
Now he has finally gotten himself entangled in his own cocoon.
She just wanted to stop and prevent the mistake from continuing to develop. Is there anything wrong with that?
Does she have to hold on to unrealistic fantasies and expectations like in her previous life, until the last arrow pierces her heart and she realizes that there should be no expectations from some people from the beginning?
She tilted her head back, her thoughts clearly written in her eyes.
"If you can't, you can report back to the Sect Master and don't worry about me, your stubborn and unruly sister."
Meng Yuci looked into her eyes.
Sometimes he felt that Ji Chu was really a very cruel person.
If you like it, you like it. If you hate it, you hate it. There is no room for compromise.
Knowing that he was in deep trouble, she was still so determined and cruel. As soon as she noticed his thought, she didn't even give him the chance to speak it out.
I would rather never have any contact with each other again than let things get out of control.
Just because she doesn't want to, she doesn't want to, or she doesn't dare.
So he can't either.
"You wanted to say these words after you came out of Yunchuan, right?"
He spoke, his voice a little cold, not as calm as usual.
"I've been asking you if you have anything to say to me, but you've been avoiding it time and time again. Is this all you want to say now?"
He reached out his hand, but Ji Chu turned sideways, rejecting his touch.
His hand was suspended in mid-air.
After a long moment, he chuckled softly, his voice a little cold.
"Is it because of Soraha Fuka?"
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